that year.
Li Jiang just graduated and found a job in an insurance company.
There was an accident involving a van, and the owner had purchased auto insurance.
He was sent over to investigate.
"Minshui Village?"
Li Jian had never heard of this place.
After several hours of driving, there were difficulties and thrilling mountain passes along the way.
Li Jian finally came to Minshui Village in that snowy winter.
The child's eyes were full of longing, which shocked him.
That was the first time he came up with the idea of sponsoring these children to go to school.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Jiang Xiaonian."
Li Jian left after the inspection.
Not long after, Jiang Xiaonian received a sum of money and a letter.
He read the letter carefully and then began to count the money. He counted it many times and turned it over and over all night.
That was the first time in his life that he had seen so much money.
Later, he went to the town to complete elementary school and was admitted to an urban middle school.
On the day he graduated from junior high school, his father was hit by a speeding car and never got up.
It was Li Jian who came to pick him up at the graduation ceremony.
It was also Li Jian who litigated the case for him.
During that time, he heard a lot of unfamiliar words, such as drunk driving, speeding, and driving on the wrong side of the road, but the final judgment...
"Car broke down?"
"Is that all?"
He saw Li Jian's silent expression after receiving the verdict, just like the silence of the old gentleman sitting in front of the school.
On the day his father was buried, the boy cried for the first time and the last time.
He passed out in front of the cemetery.
I woke up in the villa rented by Li Jian.
"Uncle, does this villa belong to you?"
"No, but one day, uncle will buy it."
"Uncle, why do you always look at the other side?"
"There is a girl across the street that my uncle likes."
Jiang Xiaonian became even more silent.
His classmates said he had a weird temper and might have mental problems.
But he just studied quietly. It took him one year to complete three years of high school, and another two years to earn enough credits.
He is always number one.
He is always the smartest one!
"But it's still not enough..."
He wants a lot.
Jiang Xiaonian was walking on the streets at dusk, with people coming and going around him. He suddenly felt disgusted. Why should he live in the same world as these mediocre people? Why are those idiots born with countless resources to train them? Have you worked hard all your life just to serve those pig-like things
He looked at the palace-like villa and suddenly realized that Uncle Li Jian, whom he had always admired, was just a mortal.
Mortals shouldn't have so much money.
This money should be his.
"Fairness is only for the weak. If you are strong enough, you should redefine fairness..."
He saw the news of Li Jian's death on the 1st.
So he planned a play.
In the play, people initially believed that No. 5 Li Jian was also a victim.
In the play, Xia Chuluo analyzes through clues that No. 5 Li Jian is still alive.
In the play, No. 5 Li Jian committed suicide out of fear of crime and left a suicide note, leaving all his property to him.
…
I first fell in love when I was in my teens.
Li Jiansheng came from a working-class family, and his family was not wealthy.
He studied hard day and night.
He will envy those couples who hold hands and go home after school, those who play and fight after class.
But he didn't dare. He was worried that falling in love would affect his studies.
"When you have money in the future, you can have a good relationship."
He built a high wall outside the door of his heart to protect an illusory beauty.
There was another guy named Li Jian in the high school class. The two knew each other because of their names. They were both children from poor families. They encouraged each other and became good brothers.
Senior year of high school.
Li Jian saw the girl accidentally.
So the wall collapsed.
At this wrong time, a small fire ignited in my heart, everlasting.
Li Jian wrote a letter in a very old-fashioned way. Few people wrote letters in this era.
as I thought.
No reply.
"fair enough… "
Li Jian began to study harder.
In the dark night, when he was tired, he would think of that girl.
Occasionally, I would ask someone to ask which university the girl wanted to go to.
Graduated from high school.
Many students were sitting on the playground, and their crushes confessed their love to each other.
Li Jian sat on the grass among the crowd.
He saw the familiar pair of figures kissing and receiving blessings in the distance.
He suddenly understood.
"It turns out there was a reply..."
The reply came to another Li Jian.
He felt very uncomfortable, as if a cold knife was stabbing into his chest again and again.
He was very drunk that day.
Stumbled to find the couple.
He lost a brother.
During the four years of college, he had not been in love.
After graduation, he never had anyone he liked again.
After getting married, they still live apart.
Pain and entanglement gnawed at Li Jian's body and mind. The flame of that year has never been extinguished. He struggled in the vanity fair and numbed himself with busyness.
He rented a villa opposite the cheap elevator apartment.
later.
He bought the villa.
He became a well-known entrepreneur and philanthropist. His name occasionally appeared in newspapers, and the media would come to his home for interviews.
This luxurious villa is always lit up all night long.
Li Jian stood in front of the window holding a red wine glass, looking at the elevator apartment in the distance, thinking about the person inside.
He only hoped that she had noticed.
Loneliness and wealth formed a cold castle. Amid the hustle and bustle, he walked up to the heights of the castle and looked at the place that was obviously very low, hoping only to wait for that person.
There is a book on his bedside, "The Great Gatsby".
"Uncle, did you know that someone with the same name as you has died?"
Jiang Xiaonian stood at the door of the villa.
The child he had watched grow up was now speaking the words of the devil.
"Uncle, your beloved thing can't be taken away until you wait!"
"All the blame can be passed on to the first murderer of Li Jian!"
"Uncle, don't you want to take back everything that belongs to you?"
"That man is just a food factory worker, he is not worthy of her!"
"Uncle, do you know how hard the person you like has had these years?"
Li Jian looked at the somewhat crazy Jiang Xiaonian, and suddenly thought of the letters from teachers over the years.
The letter will first praise the child for being smart, and then express concerns about the child's mental condition in a tactful way.
…
District 12.
Inside an abandoned high-rise building.
Countless androids stood in the darkness.
The faint light of the halos on their hands flickered slowly in the silence.
Jiang Xiaonian seemed to be crazy, crying and laughing at the same time, making inexplicable roars.
I don’t know how much time passed.
He regained his composure.
With a stiff smile on his face, he came to Lu Wen.
Arrange your clothes a little.
"You know, during this time I always thought that Xia Chuluo could be my opponent."
Jiang Xiaonian babbled and muttered.
He left many clues for Xia Chuluo, but Xia Chuluo didn't see them.
"She even wasted a whole day resting?"
"Mediocre people need a rest..."
Jiang Xiaonian seemed to suddenly change from a madman to a talkative one.
He couldn't find anyone to listen.
He kept talking.
Talk about how he convinced Li Jian.
Talk about how he injected control programs into those androids through bionic mosquitoes.
Jiang Xiaonian lied to Li Jian, telling Li Jian that he would be able to deceive all the executives by faking his death, telling Li Jian that the anticoagulant would not be detected, and telling Li Jian that he would definitely be able to escape.
"Xia Chuluo disappointed me."
"And you also disappointed No. 0..."
Jiang Xiaonian looked at Lu Wen with a calm gaze.
It's like looking at a pile of scrap metal.
But after a while.
His expression suddenly changed.
As if being manipulated, Lu Wen, who had always been expressionless, actually slowly raised a smile.
"I'm the real disappointment."
Xia Chuluo stood up from the pool of blood with an indifferent expression on his face.
That relaxed look was all he needed to say, "That's it."
(End of chapter)